You give in and accept your new role as a sex slave
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As the bandit group gets stronger, you lose hope of ever escaping. You couldn't beat them before, and your fighting skills have surely weakened. Now that they're more successful, they feed you more, though with more members there is of course more fucking and more cum. You've gotten used to being naked, chained, and fucked, and... maybe even started to like it? Surely it's just you making the best of a bad situation, since you can't escape. Yes, that must be it. | As the bandit group gets stronger, you lose hope of ever escaping. You couldn't beat them before, and your fighting skills have surely weakened. Now that they're more successful, they feed you more, though with more members there is of course more fucking and more cum. You've gotten used to being naked, chained, and fucked, and... maybe even started to like it? Surely it's just you making the best of a bad situation, since you can't escape. Yes, that must be it. | ||
| - | Late one night, you hear something while | + | Late one night, you hear something while most of the camp is asleep. You are lying down under a tree, the chain on your collar attached to it somewhere you can't reach. A hooded figure approaches, whose features you can't make out in the dark. The figure moves toward the chains and starts to do something with them. |
"What are you doing?" you ask quietly. | "What are you doing?" you ask quietly. | ||
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As the bandit group gets stronger, you lose hope of ever escaping. You couldn't beat them before, and your fighting skills have surely weakened. Now that they're more successful, they feed you more, though with more members there is of course more fucking and more cum. You've gotten used to being naked, chained, and fucked, and... maybe even started to like it? Surely it's just you making the best of a bad situation, since you can't escape. Yes, that must be it.
Late one night, you hear something while most of the camp is asleep. You are lying down under a tree, the chain on your collar attached to it somewhere you can't reach. A hooded figure approaches, whose features you can't make out in the dark. The figure moves toward the chains and starts to do something with them.
"What are you doing?" you ask quietly.
"Helping you get out of here," the figure replies.
